Disclaimer: Oh, and again, the same story, nope, they are not mine, nor is the WWE
Damn, I wanted to make Mark travel home actually, darn, well, he's with the others in Indianapolis now, we'll have to deal with that and my sometimes occuring amnesia lol
And in comes Rey Mysterio, I kinda like him (and no, just to make sure I'm on the safe side, I don't own him either, no no), and since he started wrestling with the WWE around that time, I decided to twist reality a little again to fit my plots…
Yeah, the "orginal" characters are still playing around too, I start liking them, it's one great possibility to explain things, widen the storyplot a little and make it easier to expand on the different plots *I start liking the word plot too much*, so if no-one is offended and annoyed by them (Just tell me please ;-)) I'll keep them as secondary characters, there won't be plots *yeah, there it is again* with only them, they will solely interfere when Jeff, Matt and Shannon are back home…
I found out after reading the chapter for corrections that Rob somehow reminds me of Henry Rollins (he owns himself, I've got no rights over him either, I'm only mentioning him), and that made me laugh a good five minutes, geez, I love my own mind sometimes ;-)
And on we go, enjoy and Review :-)
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Chapter 31
Mark hadn't exactly had what you could call a good night, he had been thinking, and thinking and whenever he was done, he went to rethinking everything he had come up with, so when the alarm went off his mood dropped another few levels, if that was any possible, and Hunter's cheerful "Good Morning Deadman" didn't really make him merrier, and Hunter recognized the "one word, lots of pain"-look his friend gave him and taunting got down on his bed, patting his shoulder "Grumpy Mark?", "Get out of my face Paul", "Uhh, you have bad mood, yikes, that's not cool" and he couldn't let the moment pass to add, while getting quickly up "Dreamt of the brat?", Mark's green eyes locked with Hunter's "Why are you doing this to me?", "Oh come on, if you had some sense of humour you'd understand I'm only joking", "It ain't funny you know", "You really care a lot for him ha?", "I don't know what you're talking about", he got up and moved to the bathroom, not wanting to have to discuss a subject with Hunter he hadn't fully managed to comprehend for himself yet…
Dave and Glen woke a little late, and the fact that their morning ritual had to be postponed, and that after they had gone to sleep without sex made Dave grumpy too, Glen only amused as Dave got out of the bathroom, a pout on his face "Hey, the second we get there, I'll make you smile again, I promise", Dave started getting dressed, still trying to will his hard-on away "Yeah yeah yeah", Glen had always been good at reading people, and he sure as hell wasn't blind, and seeing Dave like that he chuckled, and got closer from behind "Huuu" and pressed his body against Dave's "Or we could play a little when we're over the clouds", hands roaming Dave's body who mumbled "You're so evil, pure evil…", he let out a little moan "Pure, walking and breathing evil…", another moan, louder this time and his body bucking back against Glen's "Oh yes, and a teasing evil too", Glen gently bit his neck "I know", then let Dave standing there, laughing as he made his way to the bathroom too, before they met the others for breakfast, Ric teasing Dave the second he came in sight "Bad night Dave?", Dave was pouting, a black cloud of discontent following him, or at least that was the impression he gave "No", "Oh, bad mood, seems to be the regularity this morning", Glen hugged Mark from behind, laughing "Missing Hardy bro?", Mark turned and slapped Glen a couple of times on his cheek, patting him and his voice dripping with irony "You're so right you know, and I do thank you for making me realize, what would I do without you Glen", "You'd be lost", "Yes, really…"
Shannon woke around noon, needing some time to realize where he was, how he got there and all the other questions that seemed recurrent after partying like he did, there was Shawn Michaels on the couch opposite of him and that made memory slip back into place, especially as his look travelled over to the other couch where Jeff was laying, somehow curled, a couple of green locks hanging into his face. He got up, trying to make as less noice as possible, quite happy Jeff had allowed him to come home with him, since his keys where in Matt's car and he so nicely had left without informing him, he stretched, yawning, blue eyes fixing him as Shawn was emerging from a very turbulent sleep too, his raspy voice making him startle a little "Morning", Shannon tried whispering, he didn't want to wake Jeff "Morning", trying to turn around the table he made a little too much noise, Jeff starting to growl, still slumbering, his hoody used as a cover "Hummmm", Shannon grinned "Still as pouty and grumpy as ever when waking up", Jeff mumbled, voice still sleepy "Shut up Shannon", he was staring at him, pissed to feel the way he did, Shannon gave him an apologetic smile and waved "I'm out of here guys, thanx for tolerating me around", he was on his way out when he came back and went over to the table, taking the grass branch and walking over to Jeff "Hey", "What Moore?", "Can I have some please, can't pick mine yet", "Yeah, it's on the table", "I've got it already", a head turned, emerald orbs pierced Shannon "Then take some and get out man", "Thanx Jeff", Shawn was chuckling, it was way too sweet the way Jeff acted, he was seriously pissed at Shannon and yet he had accepted to take him home with them with nearly no resistence, let him sleep over since he hadn't wanted him to walk home, and now gave him stuff, he hoped that with his brother it would all arrange like that too, simple and without too much drama…
Shannon made it over to Matt's place, knowing Matt was usually one to get up pretty early he was certain to get his keys back, he was in a weird state, he had always promised himself not to get involved in the sibling's fights, and now was right in the middle of it, not knowing who was right and who was wrong anymore, he was glad Matt opened quickly and interrupted his mental discussion with his conscience "Hey Matt", "Shannon…", "You took my keys home", "I know, sorry man, I noticed when I got out of the car, and I didn't feel like coming back", "Matt" Shannon pushed him aside and entered, not sure he wanted to ghave this kind of discussion without having had breakfast first "This can't go on like that", "I know", "Well, then do something", "I thought it over", "And", "Well, I'll talk calmly with him one of these days", "Really?", "Yes, really, I don't want to have to team with him and still have thois stupid fight going on", "I'm glad to hear it", little did Shannon know that Matt wasn't telling him all the details…
At the same time, the other guys were getting off their plane in Indianapolis, they had just landed and after claiming their luggage were on the way to get to their hotel, Hunter tailing Mark, who had already half hearted agreed on rooming with him, and was getting more annoyed by the second "Paul, you won't lose me, so cool down a little", "Yeah, I'm looking for my bags", "Well I'm not hiding them on me", "Pff", they finally made it to the rental cars, Hunter just letting Mark drive 'cause he knew very well he wouldn't let him, the ride to the hotel was quiet, until Hunter decided to break the silence "I wonder what the boys are up too", Mark looked at him for a moment before refocusing his attention to the street and the traffic, answering "Nothing good probably", "Hey, a little faith here", "Humm, no, not when Hardy is involved", "Mark", "You know what, call Shawn, put him on speaker, I can tell you that he'll sound completely wasted", "It's noon Mark, you can't seriously think…", the stare he got from Mark made him shut up and shake his head "Then call him Paul", they arrived at the hotel and checked in, Hunter taking his cellphone, getting comfy on the bed and staring straight at Mark "We'll see now" and he so hoped that Shawn would sound all ok…
Jeff hadn't been finding a comfortable position anymore after Shannon had left and had gotten up, making his way over to the kitchen, a little hungry and remembering he had opened his mouth a little too fast on the subject barbecue, Shawn still stretching on the couch and very sleepy, his brilliant idea of falling asleep with his contacts on wasn't as great anymore as he had to blink a little to get them moistered again, Jeff making noise in the kitchen alarming him a little as he chuckled "What ya up too Hardy? Breaking your kitchen?", it took a little time before he was rewarded with an answer "No, making some space in the fridge and trying to find what I'm looking for", "Care to share what that would be?", he got interrupted by his phone ringing, and had to move a little to retrieve it from his backpocket, some more banging sounds could be heard as he picked up "Hunt… Missing me already?", "Hey Shawn… No, just wanted to check if everything was ok over there", another pang, Shawn yelling "Jeff…", "What's up with Jeff?", now Shawn didn't exactly know "Don't know, sounds like he's redecorating the kitchen by throwing stuff around", "You guys up already?", it was just so funny he had to chuckle "Yeah, buhu Hunter, no chance ha… Yes, we're up, Shannon left like half an hour ago", "Shannon?", Mark got down next to Hunter, not believing they were up, and even less that Jeff was in the kitchen, he never pictured him for one to cook, and especially not after a long night, so he nonchalantly asked into the phone "How was the concert?", "Mark? Well hello Deadman… We have the whole watch on our asses ha? Concert was a blast, they're really good man", "Glad to hear… You guys been good?", to taunt Mark, he prepared the pipe and lit it "Oh yes", and Mark reacted just the way Shawn had anticipated "Michaels, you're so childish you know, it's noon", "Yeah, relax guys, we're having a couple of days off, so relax…", "What are you up to?", "Well, I don't know, and you guys are too curious", "No, worried", "Arf come on, we're not that irresponsible, the guys will pass this afternoon and we'll chill", Hunter laughed "The guys… Man, you've integrated quite rapidly", Shawn snickered amused "You guys bored that you need to harrass me, or is it you're idea of fun? Jealous I've got Jeff all for myself?", Hunter couldn't resist and chuckled "Oh yes, Mark missed Jeff, so I told him I would call and check"
Mark's fed up state erupted and he tackled Hunter, throwing him off the bed "I don't believe you Hunt, you really are an ass", Hunter was crawling backwards, laughing his ass off, just like Shawn, who rushed over to the kitchen, finding Jeff getting the stuff for the barbecue ready "Jeff, you won't believe it, Mark just threw Hunter through their room", Jeff joined Shawn's laughter "He seriously needs anger management class", "Hardy…", "Oups, Mark heard you", "Hi Mark, having fun?", "Don't get cocky boy", "He tells you not to get cocky", Jeff responded by pulling his tongue at the phone and joining a finger, Shawn making a funny face "Uh Mark, well, he just rewarded you with his cute tongue and that middle finger of his", Mark snarled "Watch it, I can make it in no time over there, so if you're not sure you want a nice beat, you both stop it and get serious", "Uhu, well, he pouts now", "Yeah, figures, it always comes in cycles with him", they obviously had a lot of fun, and Mark was at least a little reassured, they both sounded pretty ok, so maybe everything was turning right at last "Ok, tell the brat he'll get one premium spanking coming from me", "Uh, he threatens you", "Yup, and following that comes angry menacing me", "Mark you've got that?", "Oh yes, so, what was he doing in the kitchen?", Shawn looked at what Jeff had been doing and grinned, imagining Mark's reaction "Getting the stuff for our barbecue ready", "You're kidding me? It's noon, you guys seriously are awake and kicking?", "No cooking Mark, not kicking, even though it can't really be called cooking now can it", "Wiseass", "Love you too Deadman and have a nice day", "Yeah, nice chilling guys", "You didn't say that right?", "No, that was something called sarcasm Michaels, I'll explain that to you one day", "Ok, take care guys… And don't destroy my buddy completely, I still need him you know", Shawn burst into laughter the second he hung up, Jeff already on his knees, tears in his eyes and clutching his stomach, he had tried to not burst out while Shawn was still on the phone, and the one he had now was a lot bigger than the one before…
It took them a bit until they were cooled down, Jeff sitting on the floor, back against the fridge "Aaaarf I should have thought of telling them to get the message to Vince that I need a couple of tickets", "Perfect opportunity to call Mark later", "Why would I call Mark?", "To hear his voice", "Shawn…", "Oh come on, you had like such a sweet smile on your face when you were doing your little bickering games with the Taker", "I don't know what you're talking about", "Yeah, but I do… How's your shoulder feeling?", Jeff looked at him teasingly "Why don't you ask it…", "Shawn moved over and hit him on it, making Jeff wince, "You're crazy", "Well, I have to be a good Deadman replacement right", he helped Jeff up, who slapped him in the neck "Bastard", "You ok?", "Yeah…", Jeff moved past him and got out, jumping on the outdoor bed and getting comfortable, Shawn followed him "I thought you'd start preparing", "I did", "You're kidding me", "Yeah, we've got time, before they'll get Rick out of the bed, we can doze a little", and he wasn't kidding, Jeff was still exhausted, and he was asleep in a matter of minutes, Shawn stretching next to him, one hand playing with a green lock, grinning, thinking at all the things he could do to him, paint his face, but he'd probable like that too much, dying hair wouldn't do any good, so he just lay there, dozing off too…
Their waking up would prove to be pretty hardcore, a bucket of icy water raining down on them under a general hilarity, Shawn jolted up and Jeff just yelled, laughing after the initial shock "Assholes, this will take hours to dry", "Well, you guys should have gotten a room, instead of snuggeling outside", Shawn now coming down from what nearly cost him a heart attack, even if he had to admit that the idea was pretty neat, Jeff was pulled off the bed and thrown on the lawn "You'll dry better in the sun Hardy", "Ha ha, one day I'll be bigger than you and then I'll throw you around Rob", Shawn started laughing, the sight of Jeff laying sprawled there, Rob hoovering over him and trying to keep him on the spot for drying was just to good, so laughing he asked "How you gonna do that, turn into Glen?", Jeff was giggling, trying to get his huge paws off of him "Screw you, I will, I know that", Rob chuckled, letting go of him "Brought beer, hope there's space in the fridge", "Yeah, made some", "Thanx", he moved away, bringing the beer in, Jeff rolling on the lawn, yawning and rubbing his eyes, Shawn helping Rob and the others take everything inside for a starter…
Jeff was still stretched in the grass, playing with it when Rob got down next to him "I suppose the fire ain't burning yet?", "Nope, I unfortunately fell asleep", "Oh, getting down and saying there was still time now falls under misfortune, didn't know that", Jeff playfully slapped him "You got me", "Rick is taking care of it as we speak, I know you by now", "Cool", "Yeah… How are you feeling Jeff?", "Not that bad, a little hang-over, but nothing too bad", Rob pointed to Jeff's temple, poking him softly "And in there?", Jeff gazed into the sky "Ok I guess", "You know you can come to me with whatever is bothering you", "I know, it's just that I can't pinpoint it for now", "Ok, if you need help with your introspection, come and get me", "I promise I will", Jeff's eyes followed Rob as he went to check how far the others were by now, and sighing Jeff got up to join them…
Hunter was working out when his cellphone rang, and motioning Mark to come over greeted Shannon "Well hello to you, I heard you managed to infiltrate the buzzling duo, nice work Shannon", "Was by pure chance man, Matt left me at the club", "And Jeff didn't mind you joining them?", "No, not really", "Any interesting news?", not much, he pondered for a second, Mark looking at Hunter with disbelief who shrugged his shoulders, Shannon's voice not as stable as he would wish "Well, there was one incident", Mark slapped his knees, sighing and mumbling "And now it comes… I knew it", Hunter asking "What incident Shannon?", "Well Matt and Jeff got into a dispute outside, and a friend offered Jeff crack, he refused… He also refused to join the band on stage… Matt went at Jeff because of their tagteam match, I think that covers everything", Hunter had like a large smile on his face, poking Mark "Ha, now tonight's dinner is on you man, I told you", "Doesn't prove anything", "Oh come on Mark", well, he was very happy with the result and had to give Shannon some merits "Thanx Shannon, awaiting your call tomorrow kid", he hung up, teasing Mark "I told you", "You believe him?", "Yes I do", "I'll have Jeff tested Hunter, and I swear, if I find anything other than THC, I'll teach him the lesson of his life", "Fair enough Mark, wanna fight a little?", "With the biggest of pleasures", making their way over to the ring where Dave and Glen where "destroying" each other, and the idea blossomed to make it a tagteam match, Glen teaming with Hunter and Dave with Mark, the others gathering around the ring, Ric yelling "Wooooh guys, we want blood"
Their afternoon passed pretty quickly, Rob on their way out pulling Shawn aside "Bring him to my shop tomorrow, I want him to get a new guitar", Shawn nodded "I'll try", "Why don't you do better and just do it", he grinned wickedly "I'll bring him", "Thanx man", Shawn waited for them to be alone to adress the subject "Jeff, we'll have to go and do some shopping or we won't eat anything tonight", "We just ate the whole afternoon", "So what?", "We'll go tomorrow, man you're some crazy moron", Jeff jumped on the couch and stretched "And you're lazy", "No, in need of some quiet chilling", "Uhu", Shawn got himself a drink then got down too, "Anything good on tv?", a remote control landed on his lap "Let's check it out", Jeff was exhausted beyond belief, he felt like all energy had drained from him and all he wanted to do was lay down comfortably, but he had some trouble to find a position that wouldn't make the stinging pain in his back get worse, and just one hiss he couldn't keep back made Shawn jump, worried "Are you ok?", "Yeah, somehow", "Then why did you hiss?", "A little pain in my lower back and my shoulder", "Didn't Mark give you his oil?", "Yes", "Where is it?", "In my room", "Want me to go and get it?", "Why not", "Don't be this enthousiastic Jeff", Shawn got up and went get the bottle and a towel filled with ice cubes he put on Jeff's shoulder from behind when passing him, startling him "Hey that's cold", "Yes, it's ice… Lean forward", Jeff did, Shawn sliding next to him pushing him down a little more "Shawn, that's not very comfortable", "I'll make it become comfortable Jeff, relax", he heated the oil rubbing his hands with it and then started knotting each and every inch of Jeff's back…
The afternoon in Indiana ended with Mark rushing Glen to the ER, one stupid move having busted his brother's nose in their friendly match, it had been rough, all four men knew their limits and their strength and it had been ok until Mark got tagged in and had kicked his brother, unfortunately misfortune came knocking and Glen went down, Mark had grabbed him and pulled him to Hunter's car, threw him in, Dave getting in on the backseat, mumbling something about a twisted wrist, which made Mark, even tough he was both pissed at himself, and his brother chuckle, moving from yelling at his brother to teasing him "When did you guys become this serious?", Glen couldn't believe what he was hearing, not that he was a wuss when it came to pain, but the nonchalant ways his brother had to adress things in a rather inappropriated moment just dazzled him "Could you please concentrate on the street Mark, and not choose those streets with the biggest jams, 'cause I'm pissing blood, and if you want to keep your brother, you better get me there before I lost all of it", the Taker chuckled "Your squirmish Glen", "No, I'm more than pissed right now", luckily they got there before Glen could whine some more about how unfair that now was, they arrived and it wasn't long before he was being taken care off…
In the meantime Mark was hoovering over Dave, who had been massaging his wrist and wasn't feeling any pain anymore "So how serious are you guys?", he looked up, meeting Mark's eyes "What are you talking about? We fuck that's all…", "So your wrist now magically is ok?", Dave was quite happy he had some composure "Yeah, it's ok, and I worry a little, so what? I would be here for anybody else too, so don't you go imagining stuff", "Ok, fair enough", he sat down next to him, his mind drifting off… It took an hour and a grinning Glen came back "Seems you didn't get rid of me bro", Mark got up, smiling briefly at his brother "Glad to hear that, 'cause it would have been a shame for it to happen without cams recording it around", Glen slowly shook his head "You're such a nice person Mark", "I know… Can we go?", "Yes we can", "You feel ok?", "Geez Mark, yeah, I've gotten some painkillers, anyways, you didn't break it Mark, so don't be proud", Mark growled a little "I wasn't proud at all anyways bro, so, should we stay in town for dinner then", "Good idea, what about calling the others and tell them to join us", Dave decided to join in too "Ok, but we'll need a restaurant first, or they won't know where to come to"
Jeff was laying on his chest, arms crossed under his head, eyes on the tv, Shawn had moved to the other couch when he had finished massaging Jeff's back and had started zapping, Jeff sighing contently "That did an awful lot of good", "Yes, but you should think about what Dave said, strengthen your lower back muscles to make your landings healthier", "Yeah, but not now", "No, not now", Shawn yawning continued "Stupid staying up all night, makes you go down early the day after", "Only because you're like very old and can't cope with going to bed late", a cussion made a flight to land on Jeff's back "Ha ha Jeff, you don't seem very fit either", "No, but I just got a massage that relax me completely and made me all drowsy", Shawn clapped his hands "Yeah, nice excuse you found there… Anyways, you gonna call Mark for the tickets?", "No, you'll be a friend and you'll ask Hunter, or ask Mark, I don't care", "Ok, I'll call Mark for you, and tell him you're scared of calling him", Jeff was way to cozy to even consider retaliating, he just chuckled "Do what you want Shawn, I'm too good like this to move and stop you from doing it", "Ok", Shawn took his cellphone and searched for Mark's number then dialled it, waving the phone "So, now we'll wait and then…", it wasn't Mark picking up but Dave, startling Shawn a little as he great little plan went evaporating "Hi Dave it's Shawn", Jeff burst out laughing "Out of luck Shawn?", "Oh no… So Dave, tell me, is Mark around?", "He's driving… Is it important?", "Well…" Jeff interrupted him "Shawn, please just tell him and get done with it, please", Shawn sighed, well for once he could be a nice person and not taunt "If it's asked that nicely… Dave, ask Vince for some tickets for Raw please", "How many?", "Well, dunno, make it ten", "Uhu, you met some chicas guys?", "No, they're for some friends of Jeff's", "And why are you calling Mark and not Hunter?", Shawn didn't use the dictionnary and kept it simple and short "To annoy Jeff a little", "Oh Shawn, cut your childish crap for once", "Will do, and you please don't forget it", "No, will tell him tomorrow, won't see him today I guess", "Ok, have a delicious evening gentlemen", "Yeah, you too"
They found a nice restaurant, Dave calling Ric and giving him the adress before following the others inside, they had a drink while waiting, Glen drinking water, not sure he wanted to mix the pills with alcohol, especially before dinner, it took Ric, Terri, Chris and Adam a good half hour to get there, some hilarity coming along with them, Chris laughing at the situation and Adam at Glen's swollen nose until Dave kicked him under table, and none too gentle "Enough", "Sorry, but you have to admit it's kinda funny", "No, it's not, it can happen to all of us, you shouldn't find it amusing", "Ok, whatever", Ric had also a grin on his lips, but that one had grown out of Dave's reaction "So Glen, how bad is it", "Not at all", "Glad to hear that", "Believe me I was too"
Jeff shook his head "Thanx, and stop annoying me with Mark please", his voice was so soft, that Shawn's head turned and blue met green "I'm only teasing", Jeff sighed "Yeah, but it gets tiring", a little amused "Then make a move Jeff", "No", "Why not", "Because I'm not like in love with him or something", "Uhu", "Serious Shawn, I'm drawn to him ok, but not really like that", "But then like how?", "I don't know, maybe I'm starstruck around him", Shawn laughed "Oh come on Jeff", still in his laying position, Jeff tried to find the right words "I don't know, it's just that I feel good around him… As if everything was alright…", Shawn nodded, still very amused "And he does too, only problem, he can't just accept that and that's why he's getting all bipolar when he's around you", Jeff's voice got all complaining "He's acting like a madman sometimes, one second he's nice and then one wrong word from me and he snaps big time", "That's what I'm saying, he's pissed at himself for liking you", "He doesn't like me like that", "Oh yes Jeff, I've been around him a long time, and believe me, when he acts like that he's in major denial, so get used to it, the Deadman has like a huge crush on you", "You're full of crap", "No, I'm not, jeez, you're both in denial, how cute"
Jeff got up, grumbling inaudible things as he made his way to the kitchen to get something to drink, Shawn yelling after him "Denial Jeff, I didn't picture you for someone denying stuff", Jeff wanted some juice, but Shawn's annoying words made him take a beer, and coming back he pouted "Stop it, seriously, leave Mark and me alone, we have nothing going damn it", "Uhu, sure", Jeff threw a cussion at Shawn "Ok, he's sexy, but please, this stays between us", "You already told me you liked him a lot Jeff, I know that, and all I want to do is help you get him", "I don't want to get him, I just said he's sexy, and that's not a crime as far as I know", his voice provocative and sensual "Right Jeff, so, imaging him taking you like an animal, pounding you like there's no tomorrow, his hand straddling your hips as he…", Jeff screeched, hands over his ears "Aaaaargh nooooo, stop it, now", teasing some more "Aroused?", "No, embarrassed to hear you say such things… It's not like I'm asking about you and Hunter all the time", Shawn knew that that question would come anyways, so why not now when they were alone and cozy around each other "So, just ask, I'm not in any denial, I", "Uhu, so, what's going on with you two… Ever got nailed by the Game?", "More than once"
Jeff fixed him, not believing it "You're serious?", "Yeah", "Oh, ok", Shawn nodded, a cocky grin on his face "Speechless Hardy?", "A little… So you guys are what? Lovers? A couple?", "We are very special… We are just being ourselves, and doing what pleases us… And no, we're not gay, so we're not a couple, lovers? Yeah, sometimes, but that doesn't mean we're not having fun with fine ladies when we go out", "Sounds cool", "Something you could have with the Taker, just think about it…", "Shawn please", "How come even Rob knew?", "He doesn't know shit, all he knows…", Jeff blushed as he continued "… is that I like the Undertaker very much, that's all", "He knows you want to lay him?", "No he doesn't since I don't want to lay him", "Oh Jeff please", Shawn got up and went over to the kitchen, bringing back more beer and some left-overs from their barbecue, putting a chicken wing into Jeff's mouth "Chew bitch", forced to move from his very comfortable position, he managed to kick Shawn while sitting up "I'm not hungry Shawn", "Now you had it in your mouth, eat it", "My mouth is a very clean and wonderful place", "Oh my Jeff, you'll make me want to stick something in it if you continue", "I'll bite it off", there evening was quiet and not very long, both still drained from yesterday…
After their dinner they relocated to a club, much to Mark's distress who wasn't in the mood for a loud club, a lot of booze and stupid behaviour, but there he was, sitting between Ric and Dave, watching Adam make a fool of himself on the dancefloor "I'm not the right guy for this crap", "None of us are… Well, revise that, some are, but at least you have to admire the variety of idiotic behaviours that can be found here", Mark's head snapped and he stared at Dave "You seriously just said that", "Yes I did, 'cause it's what I think", Mark shook his head, starting to understand why Dave was still tolerated by Glen. They got back to the hotel in small groups, Adam, Chris and Terri staying, Mark, Hunter, Glen, Dave and Ric driving home with one of the cars, Ric yawning and having balance problems, not to mention not a word he said was understood by the others, Dave laughing his ass off at his mentor's state, Mark slapping him "Dave, I started thinking you actually had a brain, I'm starting to regret that thought", "Ha ha, you have to admit Ric acts more than funny", Hunter pulled Dave and Glen along, more because he needed someone to steady him than helping Mark, who was left with making sure Ric got into bed safely, and that would prove to become a very "delirious" intervention, "Mark", that Mark had clearly registred, opening the door and, waiting for the worst, asking "Yes Ric?", "You miss Jeff ha, I can read you", "Whatever Ric", "Hey, I won't tell", "Whatever Ric", he only got giggles after that and was very thankful for that fact, as he was undressing Ric, and pulling the covers over him "Good night Flair", there was no answer, Ric already asleep, Mark shaking his head on his way to his room…
Hunter had been put to bed by Glen and Dave, Glen glad he was sober, 'cause Dave wasn't a big help, nor was Hunter for that matter, and he sighed in relief "Finally bro, they're both very demanding right now", "So was Ric", "I got that, so, hope you don't kill our Game Mark", "I'll try my best Glen, and you, well bring him over to your room safely", Glen had an arm around Dave's waist and luckily he was clutching to him, that made it a lot easier "Will do that, night", "Night", Mark ignored Hunter and he didn't have for long, as he got out of the bathroom the other man was already asleep, and getting down, Mark smiled to himself, thinking how Jeff would always still be awake to taunt him some more, and how on some sick level he missed him…
The next morning Shawn was up before Jeff, he took a shower and got downstairs, preparing breakfast with what he could find, then went back upstairs to wake Jeff, who was still very soundly asleep, laying on his chest, the covers moved to reveal his hips but still covering his ass, much to Shawn's dismay, he would have loved to have such a blackmail picture, he got down next to the bed, contemplating the sleeping frame for a moment, before grinning wickedly and leaning over, blowing on his exposed neck. Jeff shuddered a little and moved, Shawn repeating his action, then nibbeling on it "Jeff…", he had to keep his laughter back as Jeff was shuddering again and he took it a little further and let his hand travel along his spine, unfortunately his little amusement got cut short as that action made Jeff stirr and slowly wake, realizing pretty soon what was going on "Shawn… You're such an ass", teasing, Shawn lifted the cover, slapping Jeff on his "And you have one sexy one", Jeff sighed, hitting him with his pillow "What are you doing here anyways", "Coming to get you for breakfast", "What time is it?", "Past eleven", "Pff, that's like in the middle of the night", "No, short before noon, so move your cute ass down, we should work out a little" Shawn got up and left him, grinning as Jeff was groaning loudly…
Jeff took a quick shower and got down, bare-chested and not much more awake, he sat down, pouting "What's there for breakfast torturer?", Shawn shrugged his shoulders, happy Jeff had gotten up "Not much", "And you woke me for not much?", Shawn wasn't the most eager one to go and exercise, but a little from time to time even he managed to enjoy "Well I thought we could go for a run and have lunch somewhere in town", Jeff stared at him in utter disbelief "You're fucking kidding me right", "Nope", "Oh man, you so suck", "Oh come on, a little exercise won't kill you", Jeff put his head down, really pouting now "I thought you'd show me stuff for my back", "That was Dave", "Yeah, but you said you knew which ones too", "Oh Jeff, I can see why Mark is so fond of you, you're really adorable when you pout… Listen we can have breakfast here ok, those eggs, are they still somehow fresh?", "Yeah, got them last week", "Cool", Shawn didn't see Jeff's victorious grin as he was turning to start his idea with the eggs, adding weed to the butter "Did I just see what I just saw?", Shawn's head turned "What?", Jeff knew very well what it was, he just wanted Shawn to say it out loud "What did you just put in there?", "Weed", "You're nuts", "Yeah, I know that, but seriously, it's more than delicious", "I know, I've been doing experimentations too, but I also know how wasted we'll end", "So?", "So? Well weren't you supposed to get me to stay clean?", "Uh, no, I was to have some fun with you, and be there in case you wanted someone to talk, the paternalization was Mark", "Ha ha ha", "What, you'll have THC in your test anyways, big deal, so what?", "Ok, but still", Shawn looked at him funny, hoping he was reading Jeff right "Talk to me Jeff", "I feel bad when I do stuff lately", "Bad?", "Yeah, like if I was disappointing people", "Jeff… Hey, no… You don't, well yes technically you do", Jeff sighed "At least it's how I feel", "Well it's a progress right?", "How?", "Well better than to get wasted because of someone"
In Indianapolis the other guys had arrived at the arena and were getting ready to have lunch together, Mark being an awful lot quiet, his mind on trizillion things and none had to do with what was going on before him, and with enough time on his hands he was sure to pass a huge amount of it thinking of a certain young brat, since Glen neither had any match or appearance they had decided visiting the city, but his mood made him lazy and brooding and Glen knew already they wouldn't go as he got down with his food "Mark… He's alive, he hasn't done any hard stuff, so why are you like that?", "I don't know", "That's bad", "I know, guess a lack of sleep and too much booze every night", Mark was playing with his food, mind on Jeff and Shawn, Glen leaving him alone, at least until he had finished "Well, see you later bro" and he followed Dave who had left ten minutes earlier, Mark shaking his head "Perverts"
Jeff eyes moistered a little, flashes of his brother and their discussions coming back to haunt him "Guess so", trying not to push him too much he turned, getting busy with some leftover potatoes, keeping his voice soft as he added "Me too you know, it doesn't help to drown your sorrow Jeff, it will just leave you empty and broken", there was a little silence, Jeff pondering Shawn's words, head still on his crossed arms on the table, his mind racing but one thing not letting go "Shawn… Can I be honest with you?", a small smile flickered over Michaels face for a split second, now all the goofying around was ok, but it was only serving one purpose, get closer to Jeff and find out how deep his emotional cuts were, and this discussion, to Shawn, was the beginning of a deeper trust, he slowly whispered "Sure" and waited, attention focused on Jeff as he was getting everything ready, Jeff was inhaling deeply, he felt very compelled to tell Shawn, even if it wasn't a big deal, but deep inside he had the need to share that with him, so he started, his voice shaky "When I went outside with Matt before the concert…", "Yeah", he didn't know how to put it so he put it bluntly honest and simple "Well an old friend came and handed me his crackpipe", Shawn managed to stay absolutely calm, telling himself it wasn't as bad as it sounded "Ok", "But I said no, thinking how stupid the guy was for doing it… And what you all would think if that popped up in my test", well he was in a very good healing process, even if the fact that he felt stupid because he could get caught made Shawn cringe mentally, he knew very well what that felt like, but at least he had refused, that was one small victory, he turned, smiling "Hey, that's just great, you made the right choice you know", "I know, but I can't shed the feeling it wasn't for the right reason", Shawn left the food alone for a sec, moving over to Jeff and sitting on the table next to him, his hand gently playing with his hair "That's because it wasn't, but the fact that you realize that is just one huge step towards healing Jeff, you didn't feel the urge to do it because you felt ok enough without", "Or because I was too afraid of the repercussions", "Either way you refused Jeff, for the moment you should focus on that part"
Glen had entered the lockerroom, the dear Reverend leaving the second he laid eyes on Kane, he chuckled and locked the door, Dave cocking his head "No more teasing please", "Teasing? No, I had other things in mind", "Really", "Yes", Dave got up and pulled Glen closer for a passionnate kiss, Glen starting to undress him, moans filling the room as their bodies got down, Dave glad his lover had decided to help him out with his lust problem…
Meanwhile in Cameron, Shawn had finished his lunch creation "I hope I won't poison you", "I'm resilient Shawn", Shawn laughed and put the plates on the table, Jeff sniffing it "Well, at least it smells ok", "You're too nice", he tasted it, and deciding on not teasing Shawn he grinned "I didn't know you could cook", "Well, one of my many talents Jeff", after lunch, they cleaned up and went outside for a smoke, resting a little, well more Jeff than Shawn before Shawn managed to get Jeff to accompany him to Rob's shop, inventing ruse after ruse, first wanting to see Cameron, then starting to speak about the concert, and how cool he found the fact that Rob had his own shop, Jeff rolled his eyes, pouting "I know what you're up too HBK", "Oh, and what is that, rainbow-haired warrior?", "You want me to get a new guitar", "No, I just want to see the shop… And Rob… Oh yes, and for you to check if you like any of those he spoke about", "I'm not sure I'm ready Shawn, seriously", Shawn cocked his head, an amused and taunting grin on his face "You were yesterday", "That was different, I was wasted, and saying no would have made them tease me beyond humanly possible…", Shawn pulled him in for a hug, ruffling through his hair "Hey, I know you're still emotional about what happened to your guitar, but not playing won't help you kid, seriously, it's sometimes better to force things than to let them linger for too long", Jeff hugged him back, he had always been a cuddler, and he missed being hugged, so whenever he got a chance he took it "It still hurts… Everytime he starts a dispute, I hurt, it feels like a stab to my heart…", "Talk to him calmly, with someone around to calm both of you if you flip Jeff", "No", "Then what will help?", "I don't know…", "Well that's not helping", "I know, him stopping talking to me like I was the biggest waste around would help", "Hey", Shawn grabbed his chin and moved his head so he could melt his eyes his with his "That's not what he thinks, he's pissed and doesn't think about how he treats you", "And that ain't the same?", "No it ain't, believe me, it ain't", "Ok, whatever you say… Let's go, I'll show you his shop", "Just so I stop talking about Matt", "Yes"
Jeff took Shawn to the shop, entering and seeing Darryl asleep behind the counter, a huge grin made it back to his face, he leaned over to Shawn and whispered "I need your help", "With what?", "I need to make a flight into his lap", "You'll kill both of you", "No", Shawn had to admit he wanted to see if it would work and gladly helped by getting down on his arms and knees and waiting for Jeff to make his leap, jumping up immediately to see what would happen… Jeff landed exactly where he had intended, neatly on his lap, Darryl waking and grabbing him brutally before recognizing him "You're such an ass, one day I'll kill you like that", "Happy to see you too", Darryl pulled him into a hug, Shawn commenting the scene "You guys aren't drunk, so I hope you won't start making out in here", Jeff showed Shawn his middle finger, then got up from his back-straining position, grinning "You shouldn't sleep in here, if a costumer gets in", "Then they wake me", "True… Where's Rob?", "In the back", "Ok, so I guess I'll see you later", "Yeah, and I can continue my nap", Jeff pulled Shawn along, commenting "That back room was my idea, a small rehearsing and testing room, but only for strings", "Uhu", "Guitar and Bass", "Uhu", "You're such a nerd", "Now I'm offended Jeff", Jeff opened a dark red curtain and made Shawn step in, the room wasn't that big, completely kept in dark colors, the lightbulbs soft as not to lighten the room too much, there were three amps standing around and a couple of magnificent guitars hanging on the walls, there was a couch making a corner, in which Rob sat tuning a guitar, looking at them smiling "Hey, cool you guys made it", "Shawn wanted to see it", "Oh, and you weren't curious as to which guitars I've got in lately?", "A little", "Ah, that makes my day Jeff"
At the same time, Mark was sitting in the empty arena, watching seven men practice their moves, one making him think of Jeff the second he started leaping and jumping, not even here he could change his mind, that made Mark smile even if screaming would have been more appropriated, whatever he was doing he would get flashes of Jeff's emerald orbs in his mind, he just didn't know if that was fate screwing him over or telling him to watch the kid closely, Glen got down next to him, snarling "Ever couldn't stand someone without knowing him?", Mark looked at him wondering who he was talking about "Happened yes, why?", "That Rey guy, he's really nice, but I just cringe when I look at him", "Watch it or you'll get yourself a problem on your hands", "Not like you and Jeff you moron, this is me wanting to smash him for hours, and I'm sure that wouldn't be enough to relieve me", Mark couldn't let pass a teasing opportunity "Why don't you go and smash Dave?", "He's with the Reverend", "Uhu, Halleluja", "That was tasteless bro", "No it wasn't, I just pictured him on his knees praying, our dear Reverend's…", Glen interrupted him by putting his hand on his shoulder and crushing it with a lot of pressure "Don't you dare continue", Mark's hand went over Glen's and he started to remove it "Now, I really like people like you Glen, you go on for hours about Jeff, but if I say one little thing about Dave you explode, that's more than interesting you know", "It's different"
Mark was grinning wickedly, now he felt ready to unleash his little wrath on his younger brother, no harm was done anyways, knowing Glen, the guy was aware of what was going on "Oh yes, sure, one guy following the other, sleeping every night together, the little looks and touches, the smiles and the whispers…", Glen was lost in thought for a second, all the things Mark had just said were right, but it didn't bother him, those things were part of their evergrowing complicity "It's still different bro", Mark chuckled, he really wanted to know in how it was different "Explain me how", Glen leaned his elbows on his legs, looking at his brother with a cocked head "Well for starters neither David nor I are in denial, we both can say aloud that we absolutely love fucking each other, and then, yeah we may like one another, so what, for once that I find pleasure and serenity in someone's presence you should be happy for me", Mark vehemently shook his head "I never said I wasn't Glen", "Ok, you know what your problem is?", he leaned back, eyes on the ring "You're constantly complaining that we are teasing you, but if you weren't sensing that something was going on with you and Jeff, you wouldn't let it bother you, one comment and you go off shutting mentally and thinking for hours, that's prove enough that we're right", Mark stared at him for a little while "Ok, you may be right, still it's just protectivness, nothing more", he relocated his attention from the ring to his brother "Well then there shouldn't be an issue, right bro", "No, exactly", "But there is", "Not anymore", "Uhu, well if you say so", Glen got up, pulling a long face "I have to go before I go and pick that fruit of those ropes", Mark burst out laughing, shaking his head at his leaving brother, and wondering if he should call Jeff, if there was no issue, talking to the punk in a sober state shouldn't have any major impact on him, now that was one thing he could do to come closer to an answer to his problems…
Rob had pulled Shawn out of the room "Let's give him some privacy to pick one", Shawn followed him down the narrow hallway "You think he'll play? Or even choose one?", he montioned Shawn to follow him back up front, to check what was going on, Darryl was occupied with a girl and a Bass, so he just let him go ahead and turned "I'll show you something", Shawn followed him, Rob continuing "Of course, I know him forever, he needs to feel completely at ease to let go and open up", Shawn smiled, wondering a little where they were heading to as Rob was leading him downstairs "That's something I found out recently", "I really have to thank you for keeping an eye on him Shawn, I mean you don't have to and yet you came with him and all", Shawn sighed, he felt more than guilty for his own excesses "Well, I'm not that good at the job, I'm not exactly exemplary when it comes to staying sober either", "As long as you keep him off the really hard stuff", "Anything I should watch in particular?", Jeff, unaware of what they were doing and very convinced they were upfront with Darryl, had tried three guitars, but hadn't felt any internal peace, but with the forth that warm and cozy feeling started blossoming, and grinning he sat down, tuning it first then pluging it in, contemplating the piece of art before leaning back, crossing his legs and starting to let his fingers roam the strings shyly…
Meanwhile Rob and Shawn had reached the lower level, their discussion still going on, as Rob stated "His back, but I noticed you're aware of that", "Yeah, we're working on it", "Great, it's really hard getting him to a gym lately, stupid fight with Matt, those two pff, they adore each other so much, they snap sometimes", "That bad?", "The past couple of months yes, but the latest one has escalated, it ain't pretty anymore", "Oh no, the worst we had was a fight in the entrance hall of our hotel in the middle of night after many shots", Rob cringed and stopped, turning "How many stitches?", "None, we've got them separated in time, well Jeff did a spectacular tackle on Matt, but nothing worse", Rob started laughing "I would have loved seeing that", "Well, they bitched at each other at a practice too, was pretty funny too, no, not funny, entertaining", opening a door on their right, Rob hoped he had read Shawn right, but for the moment stayed with the entertaining factor of Jeff's and Matt's fight, and he had lived to see many "Yeah, but it hurts both of them, every time, that's what's so heartbreaking, if you'll excuse my choice of word", Shawn grinned, shaking his head, then let out a sigh "One more than the other", "Oh no, Matt just doesn't show it openly, but I promise you when he's alone, his heart is aching as much as Jeff's, he just is more inclined on emotions and that's why he shows it", "Ok, doesn't explain the mean mails, I mean really mean", "Like I said, it escalated", Shawn knew he only had knowledge the size of the tip of an iceberg, and now was the time to dive and learn "You know why?", Rob pressed a switch and the light flickered on, Shawn whistling, his curiosity evaporated…
As Shawn was entering the room, his eyes beaming, Jeff had moved to a position only he could take without toppling over and breaking his neck, his feet were on the amp, he was leaning back on the couch, a pillow propped on his side so he had some balance, head leaning back also and eyes closed, fingers flying over the chords, his mind free of negative thoughts for once, but his peace got interrupted by a vibrating something in his backpocket, he opened his eyes and slowly emerged from his state, muting the amp, taking his phone out to check who was calling him, his heart skipping a beat as he saw who it was, he inhaled, and answered it "Hello?", "Hey kid", "Mark", "Yes, how you're doing?", "Ok", he was trying to collect his senses, but Mark's next question didn't really help "Hey, you sound weird, what happened", Jeff stretched, clutching the guitar, a sweet smile starting to form on his lips "You interrupted me and my new favourite", "What are you talking about", "I was playing a very nice and enchanting guitar", Mark was speechless, but for just a very short moment, a smile on his lips too now "Hey, I'm happy you've got yourself a new one", "Ain't mine… yet", "Then make it yours, I haven't heard you this happy in a while kid", "Maybe it's your voice Mark, who knows", there was a little silence, Jeff wondering how he had managed to have the audacity to throw that at him, but grinning at having done it, Mark snickering "You are definetly getting a spank… So, where is that guitar being held that belongs to you?", for a split second Jeff had a very naughty picture flashing up in his mind, he grinned, pushing it away "At a friend's shop", "Well that makes it easy to get it, ain't it?", "I suppose", "Where's the other brat?", "Rob took him downstairs, he pictures Shawn as a drum's-guy, so he took him to his baby"
Mark snickered "Wow, your friend got that one right", "You're serious?", with all those two must have been talking about it puzzled Mark a little that Jeff didn't know that fact "Shawn never told you?", "No", "Well, he played the drums when he was younger", "Well, I guess I'll have all the time in the world to get acquainted with my new drug then", "You can play that one as much as you like", "Wow, no yelling for once", "Cut the crap kid, you know what's at stake", there was a silence, Mark being the first one to break it "Anyways, I was calling for the tickets you wanted", "Yes", "I overheard the discussion…", "Yeah, since it initially was for you", "Wiseass… Anyways, front row ok?", "More than ok", "Ok, we'll tell Vince tonight", "Thanx Mark", "No problem", "How was the barbecue yesterday?", "You're an awful lot curious Taker", "I've got too much time on my hands, so entertain me for a couple of minutes brat", Jeff laid down on his back, head on two cussions and guitar on top of him, cellphone on his ear, smiling "Well, the barbecue was fun", "Good", "And your dinner?", "Was ok, if not for the incessant teasings on Glen", "What happened?", "I nearly broke his nose yesterday", Jeff was speechless for a second "What?", "I fucked up a move when we were playing around", "Oups", "You're not saying", "He's ok?", "Yes, he is, nothing bad happened", Jeff laughed "You need to get a grip on your strength you know", "Think of the spanking brat", "Can't think of anything else", "So, what's that guitar looking like", "Cool", "Yeah, well now I can picture it with no difficulty Jeff", "Amazing, it's more how it feels to play than anything else", "Ok, so get it and bring it along", "Yeah, but I guess I'll have a seizure when Rob tells me the price", "That bad?", "Yeah, I think", "If you like her, get her", "Uh, the guitar is a she?", "Jeff… Anyways, I'll let you touch IT now, need to go and check on the others", "Ok", there was a little silence, Jeff adding "Have a great night Mark", "Yeah, you too… Bye kid", "Bye"
The second Mark hung up, there was a laughter behind him, he turned glaring, Jericho standing there, leaning against some seats and laughing his ass off "Need help Chris?", "No, sorry, it's just… too… too cute… the way you speak to him", Mark got up, all menacing, he wasn't going to have some more fun made of him with this subject "We were talking about his new guitar", "Uhu, I've got that, I also got your tone", "Jericho… Get out of my face before I bury you", Chris made it to the ring very fast, still laughing, and Mark went back to the lockerrooms, looking for Ric, now more perturbated then before, on some level Jeff got to him like no-one else had ever done…
Jeff had stared at his phone for a good moment, all worked up, Mark's eyes in his mind, before he sighed and put the phone back in his pocket and glided back to his original position, hands roaming cords immediately, eyes closed and a dreamy expression on his face…
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Oups, well it was already long when I split this one with the prior chapter, and now again I had to split at the least annoying moment *creative wink* hehehehe, sorry, but I'm trying to keep the chapters under 10000 words, and sometimes that's just not working out
I so hope you like it, 'cause I did hehe, so please Review and tell me, criticism always welcome, as well as naked wrestlers under my christmas tree *just kidding*